< Psalms 147 >

1 Hallelujah! How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and lovely to praise Him!
Hvalite Gospoda, jer je slatko pjevati Boga našega, jer blagome prilikuje hvala.
2 The LORD builds up Jerusalem; He gathers the exiles of Israel.
Gospod zida Jerusalim, sabira rasijane sinove Izrailjeve;
3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
Iscjeljuje one koji su skrušena srca, i lijeèi tuge njihove;
4 He determines the number of the stars; He calls them each by name.
Izbraja mnoštvo zvijezda, i sve ih zove imenom.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit.
Velik je Gospod naš i velika je krjepost njegova, i razumu njegovu nema mjere.
6 The LORD sustains the humble, but casts the wicked to the ground.
Prihvata smjerne Gospod, a bezbožne ponižava do zemlje.
7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; make music on the harp to our God,
Redom pjevajte Gospodu hvalu, udarajte Bogu našemu u gusle.
8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow on the hills.
On zastire nebo oblacima, sprema zemlji dažd, èini te raste na gorama trava;
9 He provides food for the animals, and for the young ravens when they call.
Daje stoci piæu njezinu, i vraniæima, koji vièu k njemu.
10 He does not delight in the strength of the horse; He takes no pleasure in the legpower of the man.
Ne mari za silu konjsku, niti su mu mili kraci èovjeèiji.
11 The LORD is pleased with those who fear Him, who hope in His loving devotion.
Mili su Gospodu oni koji ga se boje, koji se uzdaju u milost njegovu.
12 Exalt the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Zion!
Slavi, Jerusalime, Gospoda; hvali Boga svojega, Sione!
13 For He strengthens the bars of your gates and blesses the children within you.
Jer on utvrðuje prijevornice vrata tvojih, blagosilja sinove tvoje u tebi.
14 He makes peace at your borders; He fills you with the finest wheat.
Ograðuje meðe tvoje mirom, nasiæava te jedre pšenice.
15 He sends forth His command to the earth; His word runs swiftly.
Šalje govor svoj na zemlju, brzo teèe rijeè njegova.
16 He spreads the snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes;
Daje snijeg kao vunu, sipa inje kao pepeo.
17 He casts forth His hail like pebbles. Who can withstand His icy blast?
Baca grad svoj kao zalogaje, pred mrazom njegovijem ko æe ostati?
18 He sends forth His word and melts them; He unleashes His winds, and the waters flow.
Pošlje rijeè svoju, i sve se raskravi; dune duhom svojim, i poteku vode.
19 He declares His word to Jacob, His statutes and judgments to Israel.
On je javio rijeè svoju Jakovu, naredbe i sudove svoje Izrailju.
20 He has done this for no other nation; they do not know His judgments. Hallelujah!
Ovo nije uèinio nijednome drugom narodu, i sudova njegovijeh oni ne znaju. Aliluja!

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